STOP KNOCKIN’ @ MY DOOR!

Lyrics
[Intro: Kwame & Ann Peebles] O-o-old, yeah Old man trouble, old man, old man, old man (Stop knockin' at my door) Yeah, alright, yeah, check, alright [Verse 1: Kwame] Make it look so effortless, the flow is very errorless Fuck 'bout your opinions, couldn't care if they were references Had so many people in my circle who would second guess The views that they was sharin', ain't no ride be he comparin' When I was five, I was top five, went back and made it one With the nod, killin' time, goin' overboard I am Lord Jesus Christ, and the Son all at one If you see me, better run Y'all niggas blind with your money, quick, cover sun [Chorus: Kwame, Ann Peebles & both] (You used to be a good friend of mine) Hehe, you know what I'm sayin'? Cover—, eh Oh, you did, you did? But you can't (But you can't) hang around me no more (Yugh!) Heartache (Yeah, heartache), stop knockin' at my window-ow-ow I don't wanna hear what you have to say Yeah, check [Verse 2: Kwame] Now don't invite me to your party I'd rather take your invitation and throw it straight into the trash That's how I'm viewin' all your thoughts Shit, I might just annotate these lyrics, get a screenshot, send it Through your group get approval, use your noodle, do my dance on my Nope, I can't say that I might get called out for being something that I'm not A page is really all they got, but then they send they auto-bots I search, kill then I destroy 'cause now the music makin' noise I learned the ways to be a man, but Kwame still gon' be that boy This ain't for radio, 24/7, I do this daily, though Ridin' 'round, my tracks gettin' spun like it's a merry-go I'm heavy though, gettin' money like Homer Simpson, d'oh And I never trust a groupie, no [Chorus: Kwame, Ann Peebles & both] (You used to be a good friend of mine) Ha, you know what I'm sayin', I could've said it—, ha I just—, ha Yeah But you can't (But you can't) hang around me no more (No) Heartache (Heartache), ah, yeah, stop knockin' at my window-ow-ow Yeah, I don't wanna hear what you have to say, no Check! [Outro: Ann Peebles] Stop knockin, stop knockin', stop knockin' at my— Stop knockin, stop knockin', stop knockin' at my— Stop knockin, stop knockin', stop knockin' at my door, baby
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Credits
- Writers
- thatboykwame
- Matt ‘xiro’ Fioravanti
- Don Bryant
- Ann Peebles